Remember when you were a little kid, and people would ask you what you wanted to be when you grew up? What did you say? I used to say I wanted to be a teacher. I wanted to be a teacher who moonlighted as a ballerina. Those were my goals in life.
** Side note, when I was REALLY little, like FOUR, I wanted to "grow up" to be one of the kids on Barney. Yea, I wanted to be that kid.**
Now, my goals have changed. Now, dear reader, I want something else. I want something...ordinary. Does that sound weird? I want an ordinary life. I guess that does sound strange. But I have had SO many things happen in my life (good and bad) that I think it's about dang time for life to settle down. I want the 1950's looking life. I want to get married, maybe have kids. I want to bake treats and be involved at church. And I want... simplicity. I suppose that's another way to say "ordinary" in the way that I mean it.
Is it wrong? Is there something wrong with the fact that I don't want to be famous, or accomplish these AMAZING things. Is it wrong for me to just want simplicity?
That's what I'm thinking about today.
Until next time, sweet reader.
